“Guys,” I mumble. “Let’s move that down there,” I hear Mason say. “Can we put on Christmas music?” Paige asks someone. “Guys.” I say it a little louder this time, and I look up, finding they all stopped what they’re doing and are now staring at me. “I’m jealous.” A few chuckles and a few girlie awws. I glare. “Not helpful. How do I stop?”
